“Oh,” I said quietly, sounding disappointed. “But our celebration is in four days.”
“I know, and I am sorry,” he said quickly. “But I promise I will be back. I would not miss it.” He kissed my forehead.
Inside, I felt a quiet thrill. Three days. I didn’t expect that much time. It was perfect.
***
The next three days passed quickly. I finished everything I needed.
Navielle made it easier. Every time I doubted myself, she sent me pictures of her and Razen, thinking it would hurt me. But each one only made me more sure.
I saved every picture. Soon, she would regret sending them.
At last, the day of the celebration arrived. The same day Razen was meant to return.
I stood in the living room, my thoughts racing. Then I took out my crystal communicator and sent him a message.
[Happy anniversary. Your gift is on the table.]
I placed the signed bond severance on the table beside the photos I had taken, along with the ones Navielle sent me.
Then I blocked both his number and hers.
I took a deep breath and walked out with my suitcase. Keegan was already there, waiting with a faint smile.
“Are you ready?” he asked, holding out his hand.
I took it without hesitation.
A private jet waited for us, prepared to take us to Ironvale. I glanced at him, curious about how he arranged it, but I was too tired to ask.
As the jet prepared to leave, I gave a small nod.
Keegan’s smile widened as he sent out a message to the news networks.
Let the game begin.
